Rubik’s Cube of Heavens Chapter 47: Diagnostics

Miss 2B did not immediately put herself into work.

Because of the Ultron crisis, the current Avengers have been listed as objects of distrust by the government.

So Tony Stark was rejected by the US Internet Center.

As a result, he can only first arrange a network investigation task for Miss 2B, in order to find the trend of Ultron in the network.

In the morning two days later, the Avengers discovered the traces of Ultron, so they assembled and flew to Africa.

They're going to find an arms dealer to stop Ultron from getting Vibranium from the other party.

But the operation ended in failure.

Not only was the vibranium taken away by Ultron, the Avengers were disturbed by Wanda Maximoff, and they each saw the vision they least wanted to see.

What's more serious is that Bruce Banner was also disturbed by the illusion and turned into a Hulk to wreak havoc in the city.

Even though Tony Stark quickly summoned the "Anti-Hulk Warframe" to rush to support, the battle between the two still resulted in a large number of casualties and damage to a large number of buildings.

On the plane returning from Africa, the Avengers were left speechless.

until Maria Hill's video communication.

"Hill, what's the reaction from the outside world now?"

Tony Stark can pretty much estimate how much trouble he and the Hulk got into, but still wants to hear it for himself.

In this regard, Maria Hill joked: "Now, the media may like you to death, but the people don't."

After the joke, Maria Hill looked straight, and then said: "The police have not issued an arrest warrant for Dr. Banner. Our public relations staff are cooperating with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and negotiating with the African side."

"But it's going to be tough, after all your battle with Dr. Banner has spread all over the world."

Hearing this, Tony Stark pinched the bridge of his nose and asked softly, "Where's the Stark Rescue Fund?"

"Already arrived at the scene." Maria Hill replied, and then asked with concern: "How are you?"

"Everyone..."

Tony Stark looked back at the crowd, then shook his head and whispered, "Everyone's been hit hard, mentally, but it'll get better."

Maria Hill nodded, then called up a surveillance screen.

She raised her chin at the crowd of demonstrators in the picture: "I suggest that you better hide now and don't come back to the building."

"Is the building already surrounded?"

Tony Stark looked at the chaotic scene in the surveillance screen and sighed: "Let the security department be dispatched to prevent the demonstrators from rushing into the building and hurting people."

"I've made arrangements."

Maria Hill nodded: "Only if you find Ultron and solve it as soon as possible, this situation can be reversed. There is nothing I can do to help you."

"There's nothing we can do right now..."

Tony Stark admitted his failure, sighed and said, "Let's do it for now, and feel free to contact me if there are special circumstances."

Maria Hill looked regretful and ended the call.

Tony Stark turned off the monitor, turned to look at everyone in silence, and had to go to the driver's seat.

He patted Clint flying the aircraft and asked, "Need a shift?"

Clint shook his head slightly: "No, if you want to rest, take advantage of it now, there are still a few hours to reach your destination."

"Where is our destination?"

"Safe House."

"Clint." Natasha interjected hoarsely, "Can you take me back to New York?"

Clint was stunned for a moment, then turned around and asked, "What important thing have you left behind?"

Natasha shook her head, looked down at the cabin floor and said, "I want to go to Cowen, and..."

She looked around the crowd, then whispered, "I think everyone should go to Kewen's for counseling."

This made everyone look up.

Clint confirmed to the crowd, "What do you think?"

"That's it!"

Tony Stark decided on his behalf: "The super power of that stinky girl, maybe Cowen Quinn really has a solution!"

"Then I'll reset the route."

Clint said, while operating on the bridge, changing the course of the aircraft.

Everyone fell silent again, each falling into depression.

……

A few hours later, the aircraft in stealth mode landed slowly on the roof of the hospital.

When everyone got out of the aircraft, Kewen had heard the voice and came up to greet him.

Seeing the state of everyone, Kewen immediately walked up to Natasha and reached out to hold Natasha's wrist.

After the examination, he hugged Natasha and said to the others, "Looks like you need some psychotherapy."

"I don't need it."

Clint was the last to get off the aircraft. He smiled at Cowen: "Stark and I didn't get hit. You can show others."

Kewen nodded, let go of Natasha and greeted: "Follow me."

Soon, everyone came to the first floor of the hospital together.

Cowen opened the door of the private clinic, looked at the Avengers and greeted: "Captain Rogers, you come first, because I think you are in much better shape than the others."

Steve didn't refuse or give in, he nodded and followed Kewen into the consultation room.

Sitting across the table, Ke Wenming asked, "Can you tell me what happened to you?"

"Maximov...a psychic who gave me visions."

Steve didn't hide it, describing what he saw in the vision.

After listening, Kewen nodded slowly: "Understood, the other party's use of superpowers has deepened your mind, so what are your thoughts now?"

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Steve was silent for a moment, then shook his head with a forced smile.

He took a deep breath and said, "It's okay, I'm used to it."

He turned his head to look out the window of the consulting room and said, "That regret has been bothering me since I woke up, so I'm used to it."

A person like Steve, according to the spiritual world, has a firm belief and a strong will.

After being disturbed by Wanda Maximoff's magic, he has relied on a strong mind to accept that regret.

He has been relieved, except that he is in a low mood now, and it has not caused any more negative effects on him.

Speaking out the knot at this time has made him more open.

He came out of the depression himself, and he didn't need Kewen to induce and solve anything.

Kewen saw this, so he smiled and said, "Then congratulations, you are all right."

"Thank you."

Steve still thanked him, and said with a free and easy smile: "It made me feel a lot better after saying it."

Kewen nodded and said meaningfully: "Captain Rogers, according to Dongfang, you have meritorious deeds to the world and you have merits."

"The merit?" Steve didn't understand the word.

"Take it as the world's reward for you." Kewen smiled: "In the future, you will achieve what you want and have a perfect ending."

"Uh, thank you..."

Steve still didn't understand, he took Cowen's words as a blessing to him, so thanks again.

"Okay." Kewen gestured, "Help Sol come in."

"Good."

Steve gets up, nods in thanks to Cowan, and walks out of the clinic.

Soon, Sol walked in with a worried look on his face.

After sitting down, without waiting for Kewen to ask, Sol said in a deep voice: "Listen to the doctor, my physique is different from yours, I found something in the illusion, I need to find the answer, You can't find it here."

Kewen nodded in agreement: "There is a 'fountain of wisdom' in your Norse mythology, do you want to find it?"

Sol was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly in surprise: "That's right!"

"The spring water will bring you wisdom." Kewen said warmly: "It will also make you see through the future. So, what attitude are you going to take to meet that future?"

"What do you mean?" Sol puzzled: "Posture? What do you mean?"

"Are you going to follow fate or break it?" Kewen asked more bluntly.

Saul pondered for a moment, then said firmly: "Fate is in my own hands!"

Kewen smiled comfortably, raised his hand and made a gesture of please: "Then wish you success, remember, don't hesitate in the spring water, otherwise the spring water will bring you danger."

"How do you know that?" Thor wondered.

"I've read a lot of mythology books." Kewen replied perfunctorily, and then did not give Saul a chance to continue. He raised his hand and gestured to the door: "You're all right, please call Banner for me. Come in, Doctor."

Sol hesitated for a moment, and finally chose not to ask further questions.

So he got up and walked to the door, opened the door and walked out of the consultation room.

Soon, the next Bruce Banner walks in.

The air pressure is so depressing that Bruce Banner seems to be excluded from the whole world.

He came to the table and sat down, then asked Kewen feebly, "How do we start?"

"I'll lead the conversation."

Cowen responded warmly and asked the first question: "Do you feel guilty?"

These words made Bruce Banner even more depressed, and he looked down at the clasped hands for a moment before nodding.

In this regard, Kewen comforted: "But that's not your original intention. You and the Hulk in your body are just disturbed by hypnosis."

"No!"

Bruce Banner shook his head with straight eyes and resolutely: "I am a monster that is not tolerated by the world! Every time the Hulk appears, it will cause huge destruction and killing!"

"Has the Hulk ever taken the initiative?"

Kewen asked: "Did he take the initiative to hurt people after running out?"

Bruce Banner raised his head, watched Kewen open his mouth, and finally shook his head and said, "I don't know... I don't know what the Hulk did when he came out. When I woke up, look at Only destruction!"

"There appears to be a lack of communication between you."

Kewen shook his head slightly: "There is a saying that has become a derogatory term in the East, but sometimes I have to admit it is true... Dr. Banner, Hulk, he is just a child."

"Kids?"

Bruce Banner was stunned to hear someone say this about the Hulk for the first time.

"That's right, kid."

Kewen nodded to deepen his argument, and then recalled: "Remember, the Hulk first appeared in 2003, right?"

Not sure why Cowan said this, Bruce Banner could only nod his head.

"Look, then." Ke Wen smiled and said, "It's 15 years now, how old do you think the Hulk is?"

"This...this is different!"

Bruce Banner sighed and shook his head: "The Hulk was already a weirdo when he appeared..."

"No!"

Corwen interrupts: "The only thing the Hulk was different from a baby after he was born was that he was full of anger."

"But other aspects are the same. They are all so ignorant and ignorant. They all need to be exposed to external information to continuously grow and improve their understanding of the whole world."

"You mean he doesn't understand anything?" Bruce Banner's tone rose slightly.

"Does he understand?" Kewen asked rhetorically: "Since the birth of Hulk, how much time has he spent in the outside world?"

"What can he learn in such a small amount of time?"

"You, you mean...he will grow up in the future! Will it be less dangerous!?"

After he finished speaking, Bruce Banner immediately denied himself again. He shook his head and said, "No! His anger cannot be quelled. Whether it grows or not, every time he comes out, it will only destroy everything!"

"Broadway Abomination."

Cowen reminds: "Heroic action in the Chitauri invasion, and controllable in the recent elimination of Hydra."

After the example, Kewen asked again: "These experiences, do you still think that Hulk will only destroy everything? He has become able to communicate and has begun to control his temper."

These words made Bruce Banner reflect.

Kewen gave the other party some time, and then continued: "Love is the greatest thing in the world, why don't you try to let go of your prejudice, try to communicate with the Hulk with love, and try to influence him? ?"

"How do I...how do I communicate with him?"

Bruce Banner was a little persuaded, after all, he was originally a character with a low opinion.

In this regard, Kewen couldn't help laughing: "The Hulk will perceive your true thoughts, so you only need to give your true emotions."

"Then..." Bruce Banner hesitated, then nodded: "Then let me try..."

"Don't be too harsh."

Cowen said warmly: "You can go to Stark to help investigate, and then you will find that every time Hulk hurts people, it is because of self-defense and counterattack."

"Oh, of course, this time it doesn't count. This time you were manipulated, and you became weapons manipulated by others."

"You..."

Bruce Banner observed Kewen and asked hesitantly, "Why are you helping the Hulk like this?"

"Because he's pure."

Kewen laughed: "I like and dislike, I like pure people."

"This, such a high evaluation..." Bruce Banner smiled bitterly.

"Anyway."

Kewen summed up: "Dr. Banner, I hope you don't make too much demands on a child."

"Think from the perspective, if you were the Hulk, and you were constantly being yelled at and killed and even given violence since you were born, what choices would you make when you were already angry?"

Bruce Banner was speechless, and finally nodded with a sigh: "Thanks, I'll try."

Cowen smiled.

He picked up the pen used to issue a doctor's order from the table, and wrote on a sticky note: Repaying grievances with virtue, how to repay virtues, repaying grievances with directness, and repaying virtues with virtues.

Handed the note to Bruce Banner and said, "You can study the truth of this sentence, and you won't have to put such a heavy burden on yourself in the future."

"Oh good!" Bruce Banner quickly took the note and nodded to Kewen: "Thank you."

"It's alright." Kewen made a gesture of invitation: "Your treatment can be done here, please call Natasha for me."

"Oh, good!"

Bruce Banner is a person who respects knowledge. Kewen's psychological enlightenment made him aware of Kewen's achievements in psychology, so he naturally raised his respect.

Then he stood up somewhat restrained, hunched over to Kewan.

After expressing his gratitude, Bruce Banner turned and walked out of the consultation room.

Soon the door was opened again.

However, it was not Natasha who came in, but Nick Fury, the black marinated egg that had just arrived.

"Dr. Quinn."

Nick Fury, dressed in the clothes of an ordinary black old man, came in and said politely, "I'm sorry for the delay in your treatment. I want to take some time to talk to them."

Kewen looked at the other party, then nodded and said, "Yes, there is a meeting room and guest room on the fourth floor, so I won't go up to disturb it."

"Thank you for your help."

Nick Fury nodded, then opened the door and walked out.

Kewen listened to the sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the door, and after a while, he snorted: "Fake!"

Nick Fury is fake.

It's not himself, Kewen can perceive the aura on the other person's body is completely different.

Apparently, Nick Fury has been terrified since the assassination before S.H.I.E.L.D.

He himself should have gone to space and hid in the 'Skuru' ship.

What remains on Earth is only a Skrull-turned-substitute.

I don't know what Nick Fury thinks.

He doesn't trust any human, but he trusts the Skrulls completely.

Perhaps the Aunt Marvel gave him the confidence to control the Skrulls?

Cowen struggled to understand Nick Fury's thoughts on the black marinated egg.

After discovering that Nick Fury was a stand-in, he immediately unleashed his mind-reading magic.

Once he noticed that the Skrull had the idea of ​​copying his image and memory, then Kewen would definitely take action just now and smash him to ashes.

Fortunately, the Skrull only thought that Kewen was an ordinary human doctor, and had no intention of copying Kewen.

The other party can be said to have saved the world, otherwise Kewen would have flipped the table without any scruples.

Let's say Kewen was thinking in the consultation room when a footstep approached suddenly.

Clang!

The door was knocked and pulled open.

Tony Stark's figure appears at the door.

He raised his head to Kewen: "Kewen, this is your site. Everyone thinks you are fully qualified to participate in the discussion. Let's go up together?"

"No..."

"Romanov!" Tony Stark immediately interrupted Cowen's refusal: "Agent Romanov hasn't received treatment yet, I think her condition is not good, why don't you go up and see her? ?"

Through his nostrils, Kewen let out a slight breath as if sighing, and then he stood up without saying anything.

Tony Stark's eyebrows twitched slightly, as if he had found a way to hold Cowen.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, then turned around and walked towards the elevator.

Not long after, the two took the elevator to the fourth floor.

Meet others in the parlour.

But there is one person missing, and Sol has left alone ahead of time.

Cowen took a seat beside Natasha and then quietly became a spectator.

He watched the fake Nick Fury instilling chicken soup for the soul with a stern look, and listened to the other party playing emotional cards on the Avengers while taking advantage of it.

However, what the fake Nick Fury said was empty talk and didn't come up with any regulations or suggestions that could deal with Ultron.

Of course, he also offered a helping hand, connecting to an internet center abroad where Tony Stark could go to prevent Ultron from getting the nuclear bomb code.

……

A small meeting ends after half an hour.

Because it's already the middle of the night, the Avengers who have just experienced the setbacks of the battle need to rest.

The room was large enough to accommodate every member of the Avengers, so everyone except Natasha went to the room.

Natasha stayed under the pretext of receiving psychotherapy.

In the bedroom, Natasha found a piece of Kewen's thick pajamas from the cloakroom and walked into the bathroom.

Soon, she came out wrapped in some baggy pajamas.

She didn't blow dry her hair completely. She sat on the bed and leaned against the head of the bed with her knees in her daze.

Kewen came over with a cup of the adjusted potion~IndoMTL.com~ He handed the cup to Natasha: "Drink it, it can calm the nerves."

"Thank you."

Natasha responded hoarsely, forced a smile and drank the potion.

The potion took effect quickly, causing a chill in Natasha's mind.

The exhaustion on her face quickly subsided, and Natasha regained a lot of energy.

She looked at Kewen and finally smiled normally: "It's a magical thing."

"Is it better?" Cowen asked gently.

"It's much better." Natasha took a deep breath, shook her head and smiled bitterly: "It's been a good lesson."

Cowen sat down in front of Natasha. He looked at each other and said softly, "Of all people, you are the worst."

"Let you see my fragility..."

Natasha put her chin on her knee and smiled slightly, "I'm sorry."

"Tell me?" Cowen suggested.

This made Natasha hesitate for a moment, and finally she gave a slight 'um'.

Fitting her eyes on Cowen's concerned eyes, Natasha whispered, "You've checked me so many times, you should have found something different in my body, right?"

Kewen nodded silently and looked down at Natasha's belly.

"Where I grew up, in that red house where I trained my skills."

Natasha's eyes were a little distant, and she said in a daze: "There is a graduation ceremony there...that is to do sterilization..."

As if not daring to face Kewen's gaze, she turned her face away.

Hiding the bitterness in a free and easy tone, Natasha whispered: "It works very well..."

The room fell silent.

After a while, Kewen raised his hand, hesitated for a while, and then gently landed on Natasha's head...